After I stopped loving them, the two CEOs controlled me.

Lu Bai and Si Jinghuai accepted the drinks without hesitation. Both drank baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor), and their cheeks and earlobes flushed slightly, yet they remained composed.

The dinner lasted a full three hours, and Ye Yin felt extremely uncomfortable. She leaned close to Lu Bai's ear and whispered, "Mr. Lu, I need to go to the restroom."

Seeing that her face was flushed and her eyes were somewhat unfocused, Lu Bai said, "Okay, come back quickly."

"Yes, I will." Ye Yin replied, slowly standing up by supporting herself on the table, trying to steady her steps, and left the private room.

After finding the restroom, Ye Yin turned on the tap and splashed the cold water on her burning cheeks repeatedly to try and calm herself down.

Today's scene was so embarrassing that she started picking her toes.

I turned off the tap and turned around, only to bump straight into a hard embrace, the faint smell of alcohol reaching my nose.

She staggered a bit before regaining her balance. When she looked up and saw the man's face clearly, she became a little more sober. It was Si Jinghuai.

Ye Yin said impatiently, "Si Jinghuai, why are you always hanging around me? Are you a tagalong?"

Upon hearing this, Si Jinghuai wasn't angry. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, his face slightly flushed, and three buttons on his black shirt were undone.

He looked down at her, a mocking glint in his eyes: "Still haunting me? Ye Yin, are you playing hard to get? Is this some kind of interesting way to seduce me?"

Ye Yin was amused by his words and couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Si Jinghuai, I've already let bygones be bygones about what happened last night. I'll say it one last time: I really don't have any feelings for you anymore. Please don't flatter yourself and say I seduced you, okay?"

She has a loud voice, and she's gotten bolder after drinking some alcohol.

The man before her still possessed that cold, aloof demeanor, radiating an aura that kept strangers at bay.

Ye Yin just wants to stay far away from this man now and doesn't want to provoke him at all.

Seeing that Si Jinghuai was just staring at her without saying a word, and she wondered what he was thinking,

She bit her lower lip, not wanting to talk to him anymore. She turned to walk past him, silently praying that he wouldn't bother her anymore.

But just as she walked past Si Jinghuai, before she had even gone a meter, her wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly by a strong hand.

The force was so great, it felt like it was going to crush her wrist.

Ye Yin stopped abruptly, her ten fingers clenching into fists.

Behind her, Si Jinghuai chuckled knowingly, "Ye Yin, don't even think about leaving Anya City until I find that woman."

"What did you say?" Ye Yin turned around, her eyes slightly red with anger, her wrist aching from being squeezed. "Si Jinghuai, are you sick in the head? Have you been played by another woman? I've made myself perfectly clear, I'm not the person you're looking for, and I don't want anything to do with you!"

Hearing Ye Yin's angry voice, Si Jinghuai, already intoxicated by the wine he had just drunk, felt his body burning with heat.

After being repeatedly contradicted by this woman, the anger in his heart was about to explode.

In all his years, Si Jinghuai had never been treated like this. Everyone had always tried to please him.

But this Ye Yin in front of him not only dared to give him the cold shoulder, but also dared to curse him directly, speaking to him in such a vile tone.

"You fool who doesn't know what's good for her." Si Jinghuai tightened his grip on Ye Yin's wrist and dragged her directly into the women's restroom next door.

Ye Yin was startled by his sudden action. She was being dragged forward, and a wave of panic washed over her. She struggled to break free of his hand: "Si Jinghuai! Let go of me! What do you want to do?"

Si Jinghuai completely ignored her struggles. He kicked open the innermost door, shoved Ye Yin inside, and then locked the door behind him. The whole action was clean, efficient, and domineering.

In the cramped space, Ye Yin slammed against the cold wall, a sharp pain shooting through her back.

She opened her mouth, about to scream for help, when a warm, large hand suddenly covered her mouth, silencing her voice.

Si Jinghuai lowered his head and approached her, his warm breath brushing against her cheek. His eyes were filled with anger, and his voice was deep and icy: "Scream? You dare to utter a sound?"

He warned the woman, "You're really asking for trouble. No one here has ever dared to talk to me like that. You're the first."

Ye Yin was speechless and could only stare at him, her eyes filled with fear.

The man covered her mouth, trapping her in his arms, leaving her nowhere to escape.

He stared at Ye Yin's rosy cheeks, feeling even more aroused.

He lowered his head, his warm breath close to Ye Yin's lips.

Ye Yin saw that he refused to kiss her. She had had enough of this man's harassment and his domineering ways.

Just as Si Jinghuai's lips were about to touch hers, Ye Yin suddenly turned her head and broke free from one of the hands that was holding her.

She raised her hand and slapped Si Jinghuai hard across the face.

The slap was huge, instantly shattering the silence of the toilet.

Si Jinghuai was stunned by the slap, feeling a clear pain on his face. He'd never been the one to hit others before; now he'd been hit by a woman.

Si Jinghuai's eyes suddenly turned terrifying.

He pinned Ye Yin to the toilet, grabbed her flailing hands, and made it impossible for her to resist.

She tried to break free, but Si Jinghuai's hands gripped her tightly like shackles.

Si Jinghuai stared intently at her, his voice harsh: "After this slap, you'll never have a peaceful life again."

Si Jinghuai's eyes were as terrifying as a cheetah's; this slap shattered his patience.

In the space, neither too big nor too small, he pressed Ye Yin firmly against the cold toilet seat. Her struggles were utterly futile in front of him; her pale wrists were squeezed painfully by his grip.

"Resist? The more you resist, the more excited I get," Si Jinghuai's voice rang out.

The warm breath, still carrying the scent of baijiu, sprayed onto Ye Yin's neck.

Ignoring Ye Yin's fierce struggles, he roughly tore her skirt apart, the sound of tearing fabric particularly jarring in the silent space.

An ambiguous atmosphere instantly filled the air, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on my forehead.

Ye Yin regretted it; she shouldn't have impulsively slapped him!

She bit her lip tightly, afraid to make a sound. If outsiders found out, it would be a scandal on the front page.

The physical pain and despair came on fiercely.

Ye Yin's consciousness began to blur, and he finally stopped moving when a deep, muffled roar sounded in his ear.

The force on her wrist disappeared, and Ye Yin felt as if all her strength had been drained away, collapsing limply onto the cold ground.

She was trembling uncontrollably.

Si Jinghuai straightened his clothes, looking down at the disheveled woman on the ground. His eyes held no pity, only an arrogant air of absolute control. "Remember," he said, "if I want it, there's nothing I can't get."

He threatened again, "Ye Yin, if you ever dare to raise your voice at me like that again, I'll post this whole thing online and let everyone see how promiscuous you are."

After saying that, he turned around and walked straight out.